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... ood-red mist, the air was thick with the pungent stench of blood.
Li Muyang, wearing a pointed beak crow mask, continuously shook the bell in his hand, producing a clear, tinkling sound.
Upon hearing the bell, the group of black sheep in the valley all raised their heads in a daze, then uncontrollably started walking towards Li Muyang.
“Hun xi gui lai~ Hun xi gui lai~”
Li Muyang, shaking his head and swaying, rang the bell while emitting a strange and eerie soul-c ...
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